Don’t tell me I’m wrong

Don’t tell me I’m right

I don’t want to make choices

That determines death or life

I shouldn’t be my job

Yet here we are

Everyone says I’m at fault

But I’m not

So why are you just throwing

Accusations around

I challenge you

To try my life for some time

I throw on a smile

Pretend everything’s okay

Some see right through me

Others think I’m brave

All I know

Is that is I’m not ready

So stop throwing this in my face

Because this is my best try

A teen

A queen

Doing all she can

Through every trial and tribute, I try

So why am I at fault

For a difference I can’t make

The worlds on my shoulders

Yet I still stand up straight

Millions of lives at stake

For a simple mistake

That could damage

Every thing I’ve already made

The elders think I’m foolish

The young think I’m dumb

Yet they just sit there

Drinking their wine and beer

I lead troops into battle

I have scars to prove

A sword at my side

Yet not one vote

But one day you’ll see

The difference I’ve made

You’ll see the good I brought

While you waste away

So don’t say it is easy

Don’t say it is straightforward

Because we all know it’s not

It’s actually quite hard

So shall I show the scars, again and again

Shall I show the wounded

And the dead in graves

I am fighting

Next time I will throw you into battle

You can see what is like

To have the world on your shoulders

And still stand up straight